Saturday, January 23, 2010

Snow Patrol

At least this time around, Tom is not screaming his freakin' head off. It's only been two weeks since 'the ice incident', so I was rather impressed. Okay, he doesn't exactly look thrilled, but can you blame him? Even Vena shied away from furniture in general for over a year after her 'sofa incident'. It was really cute, though, how Peter and David completely ignored Tommy's snow phobia and still managed to have a good time.

I fell off a horse one time and vowed to never again get back on one. I've held true to that promise, but insane people everywhere keep trying to convince me that riding horses is fun. Yeah, whatever, freaks. Somewhere deep down, I know they are right; the problem is that I also know they are certified nutcases and there is no way in hell that I'll get back on one of those evil creatures. Ever.

Just because I don't take crazy advice, doesn't mean that I can't force it upon my children. Peter crashed and burned big time when he first learned to ride a bike. He cried, begged and pleaded for me not to force him back on. I, of course, laughed and made him skin his other knee just for shits and giggles.

With David ... well, David's not such a good one to compare, since he has no fear of anything and pain is so obviously not a deterrent to repeating whatever stupid thing he has just done to inflict pain upon himself and/or others.

Tommy, on the other hand, would have been perfectly content to never see a sled again in his life. He has spent the past two weeks freaking out every time he caught a glimpse of snow. Since the town is covered in the white powdery stuff, it was high time for Tommy to get back in the saddle. Yes, I volunteered.

At least this time, I picked a small hill and did not gain enough speed to snow plow the poor kid under six feet of snow. He didn't exactly laugh, he didn't exactly cry. He did carefully watch as Peter and David were pulled up the mountain by two sled dogs and motioned for Mama to follow them.

For a change, Mama actually followed instructions. Tom didn't give up his petrified look of perpetual hesitation, but he did manage to giggle when Mama finally let go of the sled. Just briefly, though. It turns out that hitting a tiny rock and doing a face plant in the snow is exactly the type of thing that will bring back repressed snow memories and haunt kids for the rest of their lives. Wow, congratulations, honey! All that, and it's not even lunch time.

Even if it hadn't been feeding time, there was no way in hell that Tommy was having any part of the whole 'snow' thing. Bad horse! Instead, Mama took the frozen cowboy back to the ranch for a Kleenex and some warm grub.

After a belly full of hot courage, Tommy wanted to signal to Martha just how cool he could be.

After 'Cool kids gone wild', we decided to switch to the cooking channel.

Peter and Eisi started cooking and at first, it reminded me somewhat of Angie's sporadic culinary attempts - huge mess, lot's of smoke. There was only one minor difference that had something to do with being edible, but let's not open a can of sofa that I'll just have to sleep on. Luckily, my coveted spot was already taken by an animal who was not already in the dog house.

I appreciate that Eisi sacrificed his face to keep Cujo from attacking Peter, I just don't understand why everyone is laughing. Someone needs to cool that dog down.

Tom's brain is only one, but it's had plenty of exposure to how Peter and David handle similar situations. I'm just guessing here, but I think he got the idea to water the dog from David. Whatever - it cooled him down and there's nothing like that 'wet dog smell' to tucker you out.

Okay, for Eisi, he needed a bit more to make him sleepy.

Ladder Talk:
1) What was the best part of your day?
Peter: When I could ski on how I go on a snowboard.
David: When I go'ed skiing so cool and bweesh!

2) What was the worst part of your day?
Peter: When I couldn't play with mommy 'cause Tom cry so much.
David: By skiing when I go crack! Owa.

3) What would you like to do tomorrow?
Peter: To play with Eisi and Martha.
David: To go shweesh, bweesh and I go with Eisi again 'cause that fun I like.


  1. So Funny. Poor baby!! Why on earth would you put him on a sled with Angie lol

    Julie O.

  2. @ Julie - Actually, it's because Angie and I have a running competition to see who the kids love the most. She doesn't know know that, but it doesn't matter; I raked in some serious points after Tommy's little face plant. Ka-ching!